《我基本上只在拉屎的时候看诗》（写于2005年）

By Ouyang Yu

《我基本上只在拉屎的时候看诗》


我基本上只在拉屎的时候看诗

我无意诋毁诗歌

我更无意诋毁屎


我看的诗集常常被冠以诗典诗精诗无邪诗顶诗极

我基本上只在拉屎的时候看诗

而我拉完屎后就做别的事


我不参加诗歌大会我不跟他人谈诗我没有诗歌观

我跟诗人无缘

我基本上只在拉屎的时候看诗




注：今日放群挨砸后，有几个群友的评论值得一记：


LQ说：“作者想表达有的诗实际有很多诗，就是屎”


FDY说：“宇宙超级无敌大赞牛逼plus”


DJ说：“太可恶了”


LHT说：“史诗 诗外诗”


DJ又说：“相似于伊沙的那首名作”。跟着又说：“伊沙名作撒尿诗，脑丝比他更厉害。”


GT说：“应该拉屎的时候砸诗，本群很危险，早餐时间看到一首拉屎诗，一天食欲都不振了，可以顺带开展减肥业务  ”




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